Afasia
Absence Into Pulchritude
Lost in the sands of the death. I can touch the fire that it`s so near. The loneliness it not give us a hope. I just feel the flames that I will breath. Don`t believe in the fear I`ts a good way to live. Don`t believe in the soul I`ts a good way to die. The smoke it`s drawing a new sky And A rain it`s create the migthy flames. The bones it`s the powder that I see, And the flesh it loock like stones in the ground. The smoke it`s drawing a new sky And A rain it`s create the migthy flames. Don`t believe in the fear I`ts a good way to live. Don`t believe in the soul I`ts a good way to die
From Letras Mania